50 Cent Pimp Pt. 2 Lyrics
            [intro]
            YEa...
            IM back baby...
            You mIss Me..
            haha
            come here..
        
            [Hook]
            I be pimpin'
            Ridin' on my Coup Diville
            Pimpin'
            Chrome on the spokes so real
            Pimpin'
            tell'em what  I taught you girl
            Her first a__ last
        
            I be Pimpin'
            Ridin' on my Coup Diville
            pimpin'
            Chrome on the spokes so real
            Pimpin'
            tell'em what  I taught you girl
            Hers first a__ last
            I be Pimpin'
        
            [1st verse]
            I am Simply
            What you call A P.i.m.p.
            who could never go broke
            when u  "G" type like me
            want to ride with the king of NEW YORK Maybe
            Put Yo money up
            choose a pimp
            and you can talk maybe
            they say the games to be sold not told
            I spread the Hood s___ my lines is hot though
            You see the b____es I f___ed with
            You know its real
            I sweat'em till i get'em man and i stay on they heels
            f___ a parking lot
            every where im at im pimpin'
            Sun shines, Rains, in the snow mayne
            when im around
            n____s Hand cuff they thangs
            I f___'em and send'em home
            and they dont love'em the same
            See my face on MTV
            THe mood just change
            She sudenly doesn't want you Touchin' her mayne
            i had the same effect on broads before the fame
            Queens track Hustle point n____s now me mayne
        
            [Hook]
            I be pimpin'
            Ridin' on my Coup Diville
            Pimpin'
            Chrome on the spokes so real
            Pimpin'
            tell'em what  I taught you girl
            Her first a__ last
        
            I be Pimpin'
            Ridin' on my Coup Diville
            pimpin'
            Chrome on the spokes so real
            Pimpin'
            tell'em what  I taught you girl
            Hers first a__ last
            I be Pimpin'
        
            [2nd verse]
            I can see it in the eyes
            tired of the average life
            f___in wit me's a subject to the lavish live
            follow instructions
            baby disguise the limit
            if u believe u get to see
            and achieve
            first pass the weed
            i was born to be a balla
            n____s be hattin' on the kid
            i cant call it
            i can be everything u need
            so do u lean
            on the one that u talk to the one that u kill
            only to try to get to talk to for a while
            if u listen long enough my sence of humor will make you smile
            got u all  by the pocket now
            b____ go on and choose a pimp
            got through im no mama i from pimpin they since
            im a special kinda a n____
            girl cant u see
            but talk away out the hood
            i dont tell you t.v
            i may change in your life apear so eazy
            but u gotta be about yo paper if u rollin with me
            lets go
        
            I be pimpin'
            Ridin' on my Coup Diville
            Pimpin'
            Chrome on the spokes so real
            Pimpin'
            tell'em what  I taught you girl
            Her first a__ last
            I be Pimpin'
        
            Ridin' on my Coup Diville
            Chrome on the spokes so real
            Pimpin'
            tell'em what  I taught you girl
            Hers first a__ last
            I be Pimpin'
        
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